When I can't find a words and a wisdom in my life and barriers aboundShould I feel blinded by the liesKnee deep up to my neck in heavy waterI conjure up my museShe's my means to achieve a simple quotaWhen it's make or break, oh make no mistakeOh she appears like lightning in a bottleI catch the sparkOh and she lights the darkThe nuts undoneOh the ideas comeLike two hands on a throttleThere's a place, a one way streetIt's endowedNo red lights ever changeWe wind up with no exit outFacts of facts and stumbling blocksDelay the mindThat's when my muse arrivesThe soul loosens up in timeWhen it's make or breakOh she's my museShe's my museOh she's my museThe knots undone, oh, the ideas come, yeahLike two hands on a throttleOh, oh, oh, oh, yeahOh, oh, oh, oh, yeahOh, oh, oh, oh, yeahOhOhOhWhen this makeup break, oh, make no mistakeShe appears like a lightning in a bottleI catch the spark, oh, and she lights the darkThere's nothing undone, oh, the idea's comeYeah, like two hands on the throttleOh, like two hands on the throttleOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeahOoh, yeah, yeah, yeahOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah